Chapter 1173 Good News from Lucius
Eric was very efficient. After Vincent returned to the hotel and took a shower, the Queen and the Prime Minister's schedule for the next few days was sent online in the form of a document.
Tomorrow morning at 10 o'clock, the Queen will travel to Windsor Castle with her family for a week-long vacation.
As for the Prime Minister, he has no plans to go out after yesterday's Edinburgh Festival. The meeting place at the Parliament in Westminster Palace is too ostentatious, so it is better to choose 10 Downing Street.
Vincent planned his itinerary for tomorrow and went to rest.
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In Wiltshire, England, Malfoy Manor was shrouded in darkness as usual.
Lucius dragged his exhausted body back to the room, and Narcissa hurried forward to support him.
"Did they torture you again?"
He forced a smile, "It's okay, I'm used to it."
As long as he is still useful to Voldemort, his life can be ensured.
Narcissa let him rest his head on her legs and gently smoothed his frown with her slender fingers. "Still no news about Wayne? For Draco, we must please the Dark Lord."
"This little bastard caused a big commotion in Germany a few days ago. Several of the dark wizards I just bribed have quit. I'm afraid it will be difficult to get the latest news about him in the short term."
Lucius sighed softly after he finished speaking.
"what happened to you?"
"Nothing, just a little tired."
Voldemort's target Vincent held the Caduceus, but Lucius was not naive enough to think that handing over the Caduceus would change the situation.
Perhaps his status among the Death Eaters would improve a little, but in the eyes of the moody Voldemort, he was still a traitor and a waste who couldn't even protect the diary.
The caduceus is just his life-saving talisman. To curry favor with him? Once he is no longer useful, Voldemort can kill him with a flick of his finger.
Lucius had kept these things in his heart. He didn't want to make Narcissa worry. It was just insults and ridicule, and he could still bear it.
"Coo-coo--" A gray owl flew in through the window and landed on the bed.
Lucius sat up with a start.
He couldn't wait to take the letter and read it, his face becoming more and more excited.
Seeing this, Narcissa silently took out a cloth bag filled with gold galleons and handed it to the owl.
She leaned towards Lucius, "Is there any good news?"
"That's right, finally there's news about this little bastard!"
Lucius was extremely ecstatic. "He actually dared to come back to England. Once I get the caduceus, I will take him to the Ministry of Magic."
By capturing the most wanted criminal in the British wizarding world, the Malfoy family's reputation will reach unprecedented heights.
While Lucius was urgently arranging the action, Vincent, who was sleeping, had no idea that his whereabouts had been exposed.
He had no intention of hiding when he returned to England this time. It would be good if he could avoid being discovered, but even if he was discovered, it would not be a big deal. In fact, the Voice of the Night had always been on standby near him.
It's 8 o'clock in the morning and the sun is shining brightly, it's a good day for traveling.
William had gone home last night, and Hunter was watching the TV news bored in the living room.
Vincent was sitting at the dining table on the other side of the living room, slowly savoring the standard English breakfast provided by the hotel.
Fried eggs, bacon, sausages, baked beans in tomato sauce, grilled tomatoes, fried mushrooms, potato wedges, toast, oatmeal, black tea, the rich dishes have gone beyond the scope of breakfast, which may be the reason why Ryan Hotels can be opened all over the world.
"Uncle Hunter, don't you have to go back to the army?"
"I'm on vacation."
Vincent took a sip of his tea and said, "If you're worried, we can go to Windsor Castle together later."
Hunter waved his hand lazily, "I'm not as bold as you. I still want to stay in the army."
"Then when I come back, shall we go see the Prime Minister together?"
This suggestion made Hunter straighten up instantly. He thought about it and finally shook his head.
MAST-MA has not yet been established, and it would not be good for the development of the force if the Queen and the Prime Minister began to pay attention to him.
It was right to be cautious, and Vincent could understand his feelings.
After all, Hunter is an army colonel, and if he acts with wizards, it will inevitably lead to wild speculation from the Muggle government.
Politicians are very sensitive, and the breakdown of the relationship between Fudge and Dumbledore is the best example.
After breakfast, Vincent put on the white sleeveless cloak that symbolized the Order.
Hunter's eyes lit up. "You have good taste. I thought wizards only wore dark clothes."
"Really?" Vincent put on a white disguise mask. "My girlfriend designed it."
Hunter's expression immediately became as uncomfortable as if he had eaten a fly.
"There are many single witches in the magical world. Would you like me to introduce you to some other time?"
"Get lost, you don't need to worry about my affairs."
The corners of Vincent's mouth curled up sharply under his mask. "Uncle Hunter, I'm leaving."
Hunter waved casually and slumped back onto the couch.
Vincent came to the open arched door and window and jumped down, suddenly disappearing in the fall.
A moment later, a wizard in black robes appeared under the remaining magical aura.
His entire face was almost hidden in the hood, with the exposed half of his mouth showing a ferocious smile.
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There are two royal boroughs in the southeast of England, 40 kilometers west of London's Charing Cross Road, namely Windsor and Maidenhead.
The administrative district formed by Windsor and Maidenhead has many royal heritage attractions. The famous aristocratic boys' school Eton College is adjacent to Windsor Castle, the largest existing inhabited castle in the world.
As the official residence of the British monarch, its history can be traced back to the time of William I. Its original purpose of construction was to prevent the rebellion of the British people. William the Conqueror built 9 large castles about 32 kilometers apart to form a fortress defense line that could support each other. Windsor is the largest of the 9 castles.
But since the 12th century, Windsor Castle has been the residence of the King of England.
Vincent, standing on the hill on the south bank of the Thames, looked out at this majestic, tall and spectacular granite building from afar.
The huge castle is divided into two areas, east and west.
To the east is the royal private residence, including the king and queen's dining room, studio, ballroom, audience hall, living room, Waterloo Hall, St. George's Hall, etc.
The west side includes the entrance to Windsor Castle from the Thames River, where there is a famous church. St. George's Church in the middle of the West End was built in 1475. It is a Gothic vertical building that was popular at the time. Its architectural art achievements are second only to Westminster Abbey in downtown London in the UK.
Vincent's eyes were focused on the thick stone walls of the castle. It was 10 o'clock in the morning and the royal train should be on the way.
After nearly an hour's wait, the burgundy royal train finally arrived at Windsor Station.
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